Creative Treading

Another day treading in the remnants of the dregs that seem to always be there.

Awash . . . in ourselves. Our cluttered broth of life.

If that residue is left untouched it will form a mound underneath our feet on which we can stand.

Some might even call that ‘conquering’.

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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